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One year later…

Kyrie's POV

A year, it had been one whole year since I had seen Rory. He had left that morning, not saying goodbye. He left me a note, saying how he would never be able to leave if he saw the look in my eyes as he was about to walk away. I understood that, knowing I probably wouldn't be able to let him go. So I returned to Ohio, to my life at McKinley-keeping the note under my pillow.


The new school year started and Rachel, Kurt and Finn were no longer with us. Sure they stopped by to visit sometimes but it wasn't the same. Mercedes and Santana had taken over Glee, Sam taking Finn's place as lead male vocalist. He and Melody were still going strong, which was great to see.

But it saddened me greatly at the same time. Rory had kept true to his word and hadn't contacted me all year. He really seemed to have forgotten me. The last I heard from him was the video he posted on Facebook two weeks after he left.

It was our story, all the little and long clips on his phone edited together while Rory did a voice over of how he felt, how I said I had felt and all the little bits left out in between. He sounded like an Irish Morgan Freeman.

The comments were endless, stretching to over 200 from all over the world by the end of the year. There were people asking what happened next, calling us cute and one even asked to use our story as a short novel for a contest while another asked to enter it in a film festival. Apparently they both won because I've been getting a lot more noticed around town for my 'Heart wrenching tale of first love and loss to an innocent Irish boy'. Why can't these people mind their own business?


The new freshmen this year were a refreshing start though. Word had gotten around of the clubs growing popularity, mixed with our sudden stardom from the video and best seller, and now we had more then double the amount of members for last year. They were all different from each other, which was great to see. I watched new friendships and even romances bloom from obvious couples right up to the most unlikely pairs. In a lot of ways it reminded me a lot of Rory and myself.

They loved hearing my story, preferring to hear it from the girl herself. That didn't stop them watching the video though. I didn't mind, it showed how much I had grown. If anything I felt like an older sister/teacher to these kids, which helped when Mr. Schue had to leave on random days to help Mrs. Schue take care of their baby boy.

I sighed as I sat at the back of the choir room. Mr. Schue was out today and we had decided, since the year was just starting, to ease the kids back in and welcome the new ones. I was watching the door, smiling as skaters, jocks, preps and Goths entered the room, all chatting like there was nothing separating them outside of this room. It was great that they could be who they wanted in here without being judged.

"Kyrie…I don't think he's coming," Melody's small voice came from beside me. I sighed again. "Sam called him a couple nights ago and picked up his answering machine," she finished.

"What did it say?" I asked glumly.

"Do you really want to know?" she asked. That gave me a feeling of dread but I nodded. "It said 'Hey welcome to Rory Flannigan's phone. If I don't pick up it means I'm out to go pick up my girl, leave a message!'." I sighed.

"Well it's nice to see he's moved on," I mumbled.

"But have you?" Melody asked.

The truth was I hadn't. Boys, and even some girls, had been trying to ask me out since the summer started. At first I rejected them because I thought it was too soon. But when summer turned to Christmas and Christmas turned to valentines day I knew why I kept saying no. No one could make me feel the same way Rory had. Rory and I had been thrown together in some immature bet but he had taken the time to get to know me, like me and even fall in love with me. I couldn't forget about something like that and I never will.

I looked over at Melody's waiting expression. "It will happen, eventually," I mumbled. She nodded, giving me a small half smile before she got up to talk to some of the kids who were trying out a new song.

One of the kids, a freshman named Dylan who was a typical high school girl with a flair for style (I called her Kurt Jr.), walked up to me with a nervous expression.

"What's up Dylan?" I asked, trying to bring a smile to my face.

"Can you help us, we want to try out this song for Sectionals," I heard some of the others giggle and Dylan's face flushed as she turned to shush them.

"Uhh, ok. What song is it?" I asked, standing up. Dylan smiled and dragged me to the centre of the room, my back to the door.

"You'll see," she said with a devilish smile before she signalled the band to start playing.

I knew the song, Bryan Adams was one of my favourite artists and the film this song came from was one of my favourites.

(Rory:)

I hear the wind call your name
The sound that leads me home again
It sparks up the fire - a flame that still burns
To you I will always return.

I spun around, my eyes wide as I spotted a familiar Irish boy leaning against the door frame. I imagine my expression mirrored his from Nationals last year.

(Rory:)

I still feel your breath on my skin
I hear your voice deep within
The sound of my lover - a feeling so strong
It's to you-I'll always belong

He pushed off from the door frame, walking over until he was standing in front of me.

(Rory:)
I know the road is long but where you are is home
Wherever you stay-I'll find the way
I'll run like the river, I'll follow the sun
I'll fly like an eagle to where I belong

(Rory:)
I can't stand the distance-I can't dream alone
I can't wait to see you-Yes I'm on my way home

I couldn't say anything, just watch him sing to me, his eyes never leaving mine.

(Rory:)
Now I know it's true
My every road leads to you
And in the hour of darkness
Your light gets me through

(Rory:)
You run like the river-you shine like the sun
You fly like an eagle
You are the one
I've seen every sunset
And with all that I've learned
Oh, it's to you I will always, always return

"Rory…?" I whispered, a shaking hand touching his cheek.

"It's me Kyrie. I came back just like I promised," he whispered back, sliding his hands over my cheeks before bringing his lips down to meet mine. It was the first time I had let anyone really kiss me, a kiss filled with passion, love and longing, for nearly a year. When he pulled back he stared me right in the eyes. "And now I have something for you," he said, nodding to the band.

(Rory:)
I text a postcard, sent to you
Did it go through?
Sending all my love to you
You are the moonlight of my life every night
Giving all my love to you

How did he know I love this song? In fact I'm not surprised he knows, Rory knows everything about me. I knew the next part and I knew he wanted it the duet version, so I complied.

(Kyrie:)
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles 'til I found you

(Rory and Kyrie:)
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you

(Kyrie:)
With every breath that I am worth
Here on Earth
I'm sending all my love to you

So if you dare to second guess
You can rest
Assured that all my love's for you
My beating heart belongs to you

(Rory and Kyrie:)
I walked for miles 'til I found you

(Rory and Kyrie:)
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you

(Kyrie:)
My beating heart belongs to you

(Rory:)
I walked for miles 'til I found you

(Rory and Kyrie:)
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
Did I ever make it through?

Rory took my hands in his, standing in front of everyone as we finished the song.

"Kyrie, we've been through so much and I know now, with more certainty then ever before, the we will make it through everything together…so now I ask you, as an official adult," he bent down on one knee and pulled something out of his pocket. "Will you marry me, for real this time," he said with a cheeky smile. The ring was beautiful, a silver band with an emerald and ruby rose as the diamond. It must have cost him a fortune.

I stood frozen, everyone's eyes on me. I finally managed to move, kneeling down in front of Rory.

"Yes," I said, my voice hitching from the tears of joy caught in my throat. Rory's face broke out into a giant grin as he slipped the ring onto my finger. Everyone clapped as he drew me into another kiss.

"Did you think that when Kurt and Rory made the bet this would be the end result?" I heard Puck ask over the noise. I heard a chuckle and what sounded like Arties voice.

"My friend, this is only the beginning," he said in an odd, voice over like tone.

"Ok Artie this isn't a family sitcom," Puck muttered as he walked off.

I giggled, burying my head into Rory's shoulder as everyone came over to hug us. It didn't matter what Puck thought, Artie was right, this was just our beginning.

Rachel and Kurt were going to have a field day when I tell them the good news…oh well, I'll tell them later.


There you go, One finished Rory fic.

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